After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 102 Private Visit on Weibo

The old man gently pushed up the brim of his hat that was blocking his vision, and looked at the young man who was blocking his way. Seeing that the other party was wearing the disciple uniform of Cangqiong Mountain, he narrowed his eyes and forced a somewhat ugly smile.

"Little brother, I encountered a sandstorm in this desert and lost my way. I want to go into the city to rest."

"I wonder where this is?"

The disciple looked him up and down and said coldly.

"This is not a place for you to come, leave now."

The old man understood, took out a piece of silver from his belt, stuffed it into the young man's hand, and smiled flatteringly.

"My Lord, I just went in to drink some water and take a rest. I won't cause any trouble to you."

The young man tossed the change in his hand, sneered, and threw it back to him.

"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here!"

The old man hurriedly caught the silver, wiped it as if it was a treasure, but was still unwilling to give it up.

"My Lord, please be flexible. I really can't walk any more. Look..."

Before he could finish his words, the young man became impatient and directly pressed the scabbard sword in his hand against his chest.

"..."

The old man had no choice but to smile awkwardly, took two steps back, walked to the city wall, sat down slowly, took out his water bag, and licked it with great pain.

This time the young man didn't say anything. He just looked at him and walked back to the city gate.

At this moment, the air fluctuated and a figure suddenly appeared at the city gate. He looked a little embarrassed and covered his mouth and coughed twice.

The old man, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened them and stared at the figure in amazement.

Sang Yunqi coughed for a while before looking up and glancing around, as if he was determining where he was. When he saw the old man, the corners of his mouth twitched.

At the city gate, all the disciples who were originally a little lazy became alert, looking at Sang Yunqi, with their hands on the hilts of their swords.

Unlike the old man before, this person who suddenly appeared was obviously a cultivator who could teleport over long distances. Any one of them was not something they could handle. Before knowing the other party's intentions, no one dared to relax at all.

Fortunately, the man didn't seem to have any intention of entering the city, but walked directly towards the old man.

The gatekeeper disciple was a little surprised: "What's going on today? Usually, we don't see a single person all year round, but today two of them suddenly appeared."

Another person continued, "I don't know. How could anyone be willing to come to this godforsaken place? Let's send a message to the elders so that nothing else happens."

"Alas, I don't know when we can go back. The spiritual energy here is thin, and it's difficult to practice."

"Yes, they said it was to resist the demons and it was a great mission for the cultivation world. I think they were just trying to trick us into coming here to suffer. If I had known this, I would have never entered Cangqiong Mountain."

"..."

Several people spoke in low voices, but every word they said was heard by Sang Yunqi and the others without missing a word.

He looked at the old face winking at him and felt his eyes hurt.

He used his spiritual sense to ask unhappily, "What the hell are you doing? Change back and follow me into the city."

The old man, Xu Zhuo, also replied in a voice transmission: "Grandmaster, I am here to conduct a secret visit. I know there is something wrong here, but what can I find by going in with great fanfare?"

"Why are you here? I can handle this matter by myself."

"The exchange competition is about to begin. I definitely can't go back in a short time. You have to go back and take charge. Chen Xiu can't control the situation alone."

Both of them were communicating through their spiritual consciousness, but Xu Zhuo's facial expression was very rich, so Sang Yunqi couldn't help but shoot a beam of spiritual power at Xu Zhuo.

Xu Zhuo's face changed back to normal in an instant. He was startled and quickly pulled the brim of his hat down to cover most of his face.

Sang Yunqi sent him a message at this time: "I will take care of the things here, you go back to Cangqiong and watch over Dian Xinglan."

Xu Zhuo was very dissatisfied with this arrangement. It was not as fun to be an undercover agent here as to argue with that group of cunning guys.

Just as he was about to refute, he suddenly realized something was wrong and looked at his ancestor carefully.

"What happened? Did you have a fight with the little prince?"

"No."

"That's not right. You usually look at the little prince like an eyeball and want to do everything yourself. How could you entrust him to me?"

"I'm not that unreliable. No, although I am reliable, you should still be worried, right?"

Sang Yunqi looked at him speechlessly. He really felt that the worst thing he had done was to let Xu Zhuo become the head of the sect.

At this time, Sang Yunqi couldn't help but cough twice, and Xu Zhuo's expression finally changed.

"You are hurt? Who did it? I'm going to kill him now!"

As he spoke, he stood up and was about to leave.

Sang Yunqi just stood there with his arms folded, looking at him with a half-smile.

Xu Zhuo, who couldn't continue the play, smiled awkwardly and sat back.

"Tell me, what's going on? Is it serious?"

Sang Yunqi felt a little uncomfortable in the sun, so he shielded his eyes from the sun with his hands and said, "Let's talk somewhere else."

……

In Cangqiong Mountain, Chu Xinglan woke up after sleeping for two hours, looking a little unhappy.

He just had a nightmare. He dreamed that his master was grilling meat for him and the two of them were talking and laughing. Suddenly, his master started vomiting blood and fainted in his arms.

He tried everything, but couldn't stop the bleeding, and couldn't wake anyone up, so he woke up crying.

He felt that he was really crazy. He actually had such an unlucky dream, and his mood fell to the bottom.

Chu Xinglan didn't want to stay in the house alone, so he planned to go to Xu Zhuo's yard to see if he was really in seclusion.

If the master doesn't reply to my message, maybe Xu Zhuo can find the person.

He simply washed up, opened the door, and saw the clouded leopard he hadn't seen for a long time.

The clouded leopard was obviously very happy to see him. It trotted over and rubbed against his waist.

Although Chu Xinglan was a little surprised, he still touched his head to comfort him.

"Has your cultivation improved?"

Yunbao nodded, and through the connection between the two, he began to accuse Chu Xinglan of being ruthless. He also explained his life for such a long time, and finally scolded Bi Wudian.

Chu Xinglan listened to his confusing words patiently and roughly understood them.

Sang Yunqi threw it in the back mountain and didn't take much care of it, because the spiritual energy in the back mountain was the most abundant in the entire sky, one level stronger than the secret realm, and the clouded leopard was happy and comfortable.

However, it was discovered by Bi Wu after only a few days of being useless. After knowing that it was Chu Xinglan's mount, he began to conduct brutal and devilish training on it.

Chu Xinglan patted it cheerfully and said, "Alright, stop complaining. That guy is a general of the demon clan. If he is willing to teach you, just be happy."

"Just in time for you to come, take me out for a while."